Saint of the Confucian way

No one spoke for a long time.

Four bodies are freezing.

Fang Yun sat quietly on the straw and closed his eyes. Everything around him could not hide from his ears. Whether it was the breathing sound of people, the friction sound of body shaking, or even the sound of insects that could move in cold weather, he could clearly hear.

The prisoners in the cell finally began to whisper.

"Who is this man? It seems that he is different from us. He was sent by the punishment hall. He is not an ordinary big man."

"Wearing a lifting suit, the killing technique is clean and neat, as if he came down from the battlefield."

"Don't guess. His name is Fang Yun. I heard of him before I came in. If even he dies here, the Terran will be finished."

"Anyway, we're all going to die here. What's the matter with us if the Terran can't finish? But this man is very unusual?"

"Then I'll talk about his deeds..."

Fang Yun felt that the people were no longer hostile. He closed his eyes and kept thinking in his mind. He quickly went through the events of these days in his mind and understood many things.

"I'm afraid that after I left the Dragon stage, the Lei family and the Zong family began to make arrangements, but finally forced me here step by step. However, they still don't want to bear the stigma of killing me. They didn't send the four prisoners just now. They should place all their hopes on the punishment of the moon tree god."

"They stopped me from entering the virtual Holy Garden, but I don't know why the other holy families didn't ask. If I expected it well, I should be prepared, but I don't know how far I was prepared. If the other holy families really didn't help me, the anti race literati of the Terran would increase at least ten times at the moment!"

Fang Yun thought about many things. At the same time, he was also thinking about ways to get rid of difficulties, and chose one of the best ways to get rid of difficulties.

After a long time, Fang Yun opened his eyes and found that it was slightly bright outside. It was morning.

At this time, the cell was very cold. Fang Yunjing listened quietly. Everyone's breathing was very weak. One person had stopped breathing.

Soon there was a click at the cell door.

"Dinner!"

All the prisoners suddenly got up, and even the sleeping people rushed to the cage door in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yun got up and found that the atmosphere in the prison suddenly became tense. Everyone was on guard against something.

Not long after, four jailers came over. Three jailers were carrying barrels and one was empty handed. One of them stayed where he was, and the other three began to move forward.

Fang Yun looked around and saw that four hands were stretched out in front of Jiayi's prison. The empty handed jailer took out a piece of coarse grain cake made of unknown material from the wooden barrel, and took out a piece of pickled vegetable with thick thumb from another barrel and handed it to the first person.

After receiving the food, the man quickly retracted his hand as if struck by lightning, hid in a corner, looked at the others warily and chewed carefully.

Fang Yun didn't expect that these recidivists have common sense. Chewing carefully can better absorb food. If they wolf down, they will be wasted.

Not long after, three jailers came to the door of B 13 prison and Fang Yun held out his hand.

The three jailers didn't look at Fang Yun much. Like others, they handed Fang Yun a coarse grain cake and a piece of pickle.

"Thank you." Fang Yun still didn't give up his basic courtesy here and now.

The three jailers looked at Fang Yun in surprise. The two jailers didn't say anything. The jailer who distributed the things nodded and continued to move forward.

Fang Yun took a closer look. The coarse grain cake was steamed by multiple grains mixed together. When he smelled it gently under his nose, a strong musty smell filled his nose. There was no problem with the pickled vegetables except that they were too salted.

There are scholars all over the Terran to control the wind and rain. Except for Mizhou and other areas adjacent to the barbarians, food is abundant every year. Even prison food should not be so poor.

Fang Yun knew that there must be greed for ink. He no longer thought about it. He sent the hard grain cake to the mouth, bit off a piece and chewed it quietly.

"Well..."

Fang Yun almost wanted to vomit, but finally he endured his discomfort, held his breath, continued to chew, bit some pickles, chewed a few times, and finally swallowed it.

The famous words of Mencius naturally came to Fang Yun's mind.

Therefore, heaven will lower the great responsibility, so people must first work hard, work their muscles and bones, starve their body and skin, lack their body, and brush their actions. Therefore, they are moved and patient, which has benefited what they can't.

After Fang Yun came to Shengyuan, he was tired, but he never really suffered except in the fantasy of Shushan.

I tasted it today.

Moldy grain cakes may make others sick, but Fang Yun is strong and is not afraid of this degree of mold. With pickles, only one piece can maintain the consumption of a day.

Not long after, the fourth jailer came with a bucket. Every time he passed a cell, he used a wooden spoon to get a spoonful of water for people to drink up, and then continued to feed the next one.

When the jailer came to cell B 13, Fang Yun glanced at the muddy water and said, "thank you, no need."

The jailer immediately sprinkled water on the ground and continued to feed the next man.

When Fang Yun waved, the pure water vapor in heaven and earth condensed into a mass of water in front of him and drank it up.

The prisoners and jailers who saw this scene were amazed.

After breakfast, Fang Yun took a break and began to read the holy classics. He began to read the book of changes, the first of the classics, and the voice spread all over the underground prison.

Fang Yun has experienced seven times of talent cultivation, and his theory quality is not as good as that of a bachelor, but his theory times have exceeded that of a bachelor, which is equal to that of a great Confucian.

When he became a master, Fang Yun's words were close to the "words of heaven" of a bachelor. Now he has become a saint and a former Jinshi. He has won seven Talent Awards and has a complete "words of heaven".

Fang Yun reads normally, but with the power of the word of heaven in his mouth, his understanding of the book of changes naturally turns into a mysterious spiritual brand, just as the word of heaven enters everyone's ears.

Even some illiterate people immediately learned the words read by Fang Yun and understood the meaning of the book of changes.

However, although these people know the meaning of the book of changes, they can only be regarded as the best students of Fang Yun. Without a lot of learning and accumulation, all these will gradually fade away.

At first, the prisoners were just listening, but they realized that Fang Yun's reading voice was different from others.

Soon, those who had read books instinctively knelt to Fang Yun and bowed their heads, just like disciples listening to teachers.

Then, the rest of the people continued to kneel to Fang Yun.

Many people slowly immerse themselves in the classic mysteries, completely forget the cold weather and earth movement, and give up all their troubles and suffering.

After reading the book of changes, Fang Yun began to read the Analects of Confucius.

When Fang Yun read "education without class", a prisoner suddenly cried.

"I'm wrong! I'm wrong, I shouldn't kill! I should thank my death!" he saw a man slamming into the stone wall.

Dong... Dong... Dong

Finally, the man was killed alive.

Education without discrimination is a famous saying of Kong Sheng, which means that anyone can receive education. It was under this idea that Confucius broke the educational monopoly and became the first real teacher in the history of the human race.

Some people shed tears while listening and confess their crimes.

A man muttered to himself, "I am willing to exile to the north, fight for the human race and wash away my crimes. If I have the opportunity, I will study hard and get fame!"

"Although the government has no evidence, I deserve to die!"

"I'm really wronged..."